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SEC. A—PAGE FOUR THE NEWBERRY SUN THURSDAY, DECEMBER 25, 1958 l FARMS AND FOLKS By J. M. ELEAZER CI«mson Extension information Special lot Christmas This is released for Christmas week. I sure hope you have a good one. For each Thursday through the year this column has been prepared and sent out your way. I wish I could have come. But not one can get around like that. So I have to chat with you this way. I say “chat”, for that is the way it feels. I see many of you as I go about. And you tell me you see me weekly through these col umns. So now when I sit down here to the typewriter I have the feel of an audience and I can see you out there. And that enables me to talk intimately with you. Christmas! As I said, I hope you} have a good one. It always brings memories to me, memories of childhood. For it is then they mean the most and make those everlast ing impressions. You remember, how it then seemed they would never come, *?ixaU pharmacist M AIN STREET ItEynrrry and you could hardly remember from one to the next? And when they did approach, how rosy the hues of life became? I’d pinch my self to impress the living reality of it. Yes, Christmas was dawn ing, the magic season! In a sense I hated to wade into its days. For they’d go so quick. And then fol lowed the dreary prospect of school again, long days from 8 to 4 in the old one room shack back in the woods afar from home. But there were some redeeming fea tures of that. We got out of most of the chores at home, played along the way, had two recesses of 15 minutes to play and an hour at noon for dinner, and then played along the woodland path home, killing enough time so all of the work would be done when we got back at dusk. The big thing about Christmas was the kinnery coming from a- far. We’d meet ’em in wagons and buggies at White Rock, 3 miles away. And such cookin’ and eat- in’ you never saw at other seasons. Fruits and candies, scarce the rest of the year, we had some then. Fire crackers too! We got togeth er and shot some each night, our colored playmates joining us af ter supper. By day the men and boys most ly hunted, and the women and girls cooked, quilted, and visited. And on nights we all gathered at the ancestral home, old Eleazer Tavern, where the stagecoaches stopped in their day andd weary herdsmen from Tennessee stopped and rested on their way to market at Charleston. There the living room could hold us all. The men had a hot setback game at a table in the middle of the room, a big open fireplace roared with light and comfort on one end, the ladies circled the other three walls, while we kids played on the floor. Memories, memories! I could go on and on. But there just isn’t room. Have a good Christmas. And be careful. Manalucie I had such good luck with that disease resistant tomato Clemson’s Dr. Epps recommended to me that I pushed it hard over the state the past season. Some said I was sure sticking my neck out. Well, maybe I was. But, I’m thankful to say, World”...It i Christmas! We hope you have a very Merry Holiday! Clarence B. DeHart i BUILDING CONTRACTOR 711 McSwain Street PHONE 1038 & $4 fc S nobody chopped it off when the season was over. Many wrote me of their success with it. County Agent McCord of Georgetown grew a lo^ of plants of it to distribute. He tells me, ‘The Manalucie was all and more than you said of it.” Out of the many reports received, only one has been adverse, and he is going to try it again. In most instances those planted early bore all summer and still were producing some when frost finally came. Other standard va rieties had long since died. This is the tomato for the home garden, remember. There are oth ers possibly better for commer cial planting, where you want a certain shaped tomato and a lot of ’em for a short shipping sea son. But, folks, until a better one comes along, for the home garden, it is the Manalucie. Last year, there were not nearly enough seed to supply the demand here in South Carolina. The past season we planted 12 hills of tomatoes in our small gar den. In each hill we put one Mana lucie plant and about a foot from it a Rutgers. Both then were tied to the same stake. Both bore well until early August. Then the Rut gers started dying out. When I fi nally checked them and pulled them up before frost on Oct. 11, all of the Rutgers had long been dead. But 11 of the Manalucies still had life in them and a lot of tomatoes on them. That’s the story. By F. 1* Rowley N ANCY thought that she was one of the best cooks in the whole world. Hadn’t everyone who tasted one of her meals praised her work in the kitchen? What she was especially proud of was her rice pudding. Even Nancy’s mother grudgingly admitted that she wouldn’t make such delicious pud- ling. Nancy's secret recipe for rice pudding, which she had discovered one day quite by accident, was safely tucked away in a comer of her brain. When the time came she would use it in her seai^h for a husband. Nancy's sister Ellen had the same idea about catching a hus band. When Ellen began going to ball games and movies with Phil Carson, Nancy found it necessary to guard her secret more jealously than ever. On more than one occa sion she’d noticed Ellen peeking through the kitchen doorway just when she was about to mix the pudding. BOYS ARE THAT WAY By J. M. ELEAZER Fall and winter brings recol lections of corn shuckings in the Dutch Fork when I was a kid. Most folks shucked their corn only as it was needed. We always felt rats and weevils bothered it less in the shuck, whether that was right or not. Most of us didn’t make much corn to spare. It was our fort. And the man with corn in the crib was like one with money in the bank. For corn meant many things. And the fellow with it was assured he wouldn’t go hungry. But those who had river or creek bottoms, or who had a specially good season an their corn, aftjpn. had corn to spare. Sometimes the buyer wanted it shucked. . Well, that called for a corn shuckin’. They .were always on Friday fights, so the kids could stay up and help, with no school nexjt day. All that morning the kitchen was busy cooking pies and cakes, spec ially ginger-cakes. It seems the latter was a must for a corn shuckin’. Folks would eat supper about dusk and come to the shuckin’. A lantern or two would be hung from the rafters and the men, women, and children would get their places and sit around the fringes of the corn pile there in the crib. It was the mark of a good shucker to keep the trash and shucks cleaned up and thrown back from the pile. And a few helpers were equipped with large split baskets to keep the shucks out of the way. Usually they were stored in an other part of the barn to feed the milk cow. As we’d work into that small mountain of corn and trim it down, occasionally a rat would be dislodged and scamper out. That brought screams from the ladies and a wild melee from the men, all striking at it with anything at hand. Every now and then they had to get after one of us develish boys for throwing grains of corn at other boys, or maybe gently at the girl on which we looked slyly out of the corners of our eyes. And at a few places there was a jug for the men, hidden back in a dark re cess somewhere. The ladies and some of the men frowned on this, and we seldom went where that was expected. This squib has reached its ac customed length. So I’ll be back next week. 25th Anniversary Is Celebrated Professor and Mrs. F. Scott Elliott, Sr. celebrated their twen ty-fifth wedding anniversary with an informal drop-in at their home Monday afternoon, Dec. 22. The Elliott home was attractive ly decorated for Christmas. The Elliott’s son, F. Scott Elliott, Jr., assisted in serving light refresh ments to friends who came to of fer their congratulations. Mrs. Elliott is the former Miss Rosalie Conn of Kosciusko, Miss. At the time of her marriage to Prof. Elliott, she was teaching at Lee H. Edwards High School in Asheville, N. C., and he was teaching at Newton, N. C. Dec. 22 was also the wedding anniversary date of Mrs. Elliott’s father and mother, the late Mr. and Mrs. J. S./ P. Conn of Kos ciusko, Miss. Out day, whtn Ellen could stand it no longer aht said: “Nancy I’d like to buy your riot pudding recipe." ‘Tt’e not for tele." “But I’ve alxnply got to have it. Phil aayi he's erazy about rice pudding." •Tfa stfll not for sale. But I'll make ftt for you." "That would be cheating." T don't eee why," said Nancy. “Ton know what they eay, about &U being fair la love and war. And vhat about some of tfoe tall tales i man tells before he gets mar ried?” “I don't suppose he expects the jirl to take him seriously on every 'ount, does he?" Phil Comes To Dinner “Of course not. Now you just in cite Phil over to dinner Christmas lay and I’ll make the pudding.” Phil Carson came to dinner and raved about the meal, especially alien’s rice pudding. Nancy smiled lappily. On Sunday Phil came to supper, -le said the pudding was great and >Jancy smiled again, a bit wistfully :his time. It really didn’t seem fair :o deceive him. Came New Year's eve and Phil dutifully praised the rice pudding. Nancy actually felt sorry for him. When they were clearing the table, she cornered Ellen and told her so. “But you told me anything was fair in love and war,’’ Ellen said. “Anyway, I’m becoming bored with Phil.” “I thought you liked him?" “So did I. Now I wish that I could unload him on someone. Would you like to go out with him tonight. Suddenly I'm getting a headache." “Would he go with me?" Nancy asked. “Of course he’ll go with you. He thinks you’re cute. And if you talk about eating he won’t even watch the picture.” Phil was sorry about Ellen’s headache, but he would be de lighted to take Nancy. “It’s too bad that Ellen couldn’t go,” Nancy said as they climbed into Phil's car. Phil studied her thoughtfully be fore answering. “Nancy, you’re not a cooking maniac too, are you ?/’ Nancy blushed. How did he know? “I putter around in the kitchen some,” she said. “That’s all? Good! He leaned close to confide: Do you know I’ve had rice pudding up to here!" “But I thought you liked it?" I Like Apple Pie “ I used to, before I got into a pudding eating contest with your family. How do you stand the stuff?” Nancy Laughed. “I like apple pie,” she said. “Now you’re talking. Say, there's a good ball game next Sunday, Think Ellen would mind If I took you “You and Ellen aren't engaged are you?" she asked pointedly. “No." “Okay," she said. “We'll begin with our New Year resolution. No more rice pudding!" It has been said no rice was thrown at the wedding. Hospital Patients Mrs. Bobbie Bush and Baby Girl, 1121 Marion St. Albert Figuera, Rt. 2. Wesley Griffin, Rt. 2. » Little Wanda Faye Giles, Springhill Apts. Earl Hayes, Rt. 1. Miss Mae Hendrix, '626 Wright St. Mrs. Elizabeth Hite, McCravy St. Miss Annie Knotts, Prosperity. John M. Kitchens, Rt. 2. Mrs. Lula Langford, 603 Bound ary St. A. Otis Livingston, 615 Daisy St. Gary Martin, 2019 Main St. Mrs. Euna Mize, Rt. 1. Heber Rish, Rt. 1, Little Moun tain. Mrs. Helen Smith and Baby Boy, Rt. 1. Mrs. Mecie Senn, 1921 Harper St. Mrs. Mamie Summer, 2026 Main St. Mrs. Brantley Snelgrove, 773 Pope St. Mrs. Callie Thomas,. 1210 Fair St. Mrs. Lillian Timmerman, 726 Boundary St. Mrs. Elizabeth Wicker, 2011 River St. Mrs. Sally Young, N. Main St., Whitmire. MILLS CLINIC PATIENTS Mrs. Kelley Shealy and Baby Boy, Leesville. Mrs. Herman Monts and 'Baby Girl, Chapin. Mrs. Francis Epting, Newberry. George Cook, Prosperity, Route. Mrs. Tommie Kinard, Rt. 3, Prosperity. v Mrs. Kathleen Riley, Rt. 5, Sa luda. J. R. Lindler, Chapin. Mrs. Minnie Reagin, Newberry. Andrene West. Kempers Attend Cousin’s Wedding Mr. and Mrs. Herschel A. Kemp er, and their daughter, Miss Sinc lair Kemper, who is a student at Emory University, in Atlanta, have returned from Calhoun, Geor gia, Where they spent several days. While there, they attended several pre-nuptial functions and the wed ding of their cousin, Miss Jane Powers, to Mr. Wayne Kelley, of Atlanta, Georgia. Mrs. Kemper and Miss Kemper assisted at the reception which was given by the bride’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Beall Powers, who have visited in Newberry. DEED TRANSFERS Newberry No. 1 W. F. Wells to O. F. Armfield, one lot, Bedenbaugh Alley, $10.00. Arthur J. Katzberg to Jane W. Floyd, one lot and one building on Pope St., $5.00 and other valuable considerations. Silverstreet No. 2 H. Langdon Dominick to E. B. Buchanan and Aileen Whiteside Buchanan, 11.50 acres,. $5.00 and other valuable considerations. Bush River No. 3 Eddie D. Bouknight to R. P. Boulware and C. H. Boulware, 44.7 acres, $2700. Prosperity No. 7 James Mower Dennis to Eugene Bedenbaugh 11.60 acres, $5.00 and other valuable considerations. W omeldorf-Neville The engagement of Helen Goet- chius Womeldorf and the Rev. La mar Fleming Neville, son of Mr. and Mrs. D. W. A. Neville of New berry, is announced by the bri4e- elect’s parents. She is the daugh ter of the Rev. and Mrs. G. Ray mond Womeldorf of Winchester, Va. The wedding will take place in April. GOOD WISHES ' May this Christmas he the happiest Holiday ever for all of you! MAIN STREET PURE OIL STATION David Long RALPH GRIFFITH John Campbell Newberry, South Carolina MSI Kennedy-N eville Mrs. Harrison Kennedy of Cor pus Christi, Texas and Ranken Kennedy of Taylor, Texas, an nounce the engagement of their daughter, Gwen, and William Neville, son of Mr. and Mrs. D. W. A. Neville of Newberry. An early summer wedding is planned. £ ± r 1115 eetings ta o«r FHead* R & E FINANCE CO. . . i. , v • • ■ St. Newberry, S. C. / Merry Christmat To One and All! MARTIN’S FEED & SEED STORE Caldwell Street Newberry, S. C. 3 WE WILL CLOSE WEDNESDAY, Dec. 24th at | 1 o’clock, and all day Christmas Day. Our entire start wishes you a very merry, merry Christmas CITY FINANCE CO. 1001 McKibben Street Newberry, S. C. £ , V. • j This Bright Wish We Send To You ... 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